D
G C
I was a boy I had a lot of fun
F C
I lived by the sea, I was a fisherman's son
Am Dm
My mother she was a fisherman's wife
G C
She was scrubbing floors most of her life
F C
They said screw you
F C
I ain't got nothing to lose
F
I could paper a matchbox
G C
With the money I use
F C
Screw you
F C
I ain't got nothing to lose
F
I could paper a matchbox
G C
With the money I use
G C
At the school I attended I got into fights
F C
I was beaten in an alley on a cold winter night
Am Dm
The teachers cared less for the blood in our veins
G C
They got most of their thrills out of using a cane
F C
They said screw you
F C
Oh you bloody young fools
F
I could get more sense
G C
Out of the back end of a mule
F C
Screw you
F C
Oh you bloody young fools
F
I could get more sense
G C
Out of the back end of a mule
Am
So you see there's man who get paid for being slaves
F
And men who get paid for being free
G
And there's men behind bars who pray for the light
C
And men in the suburbs who pray for the night
Am
And they're all trying to climb to the top of the mine
F D
And all of them say most of the way
F C
Screw you
C F C F G C
C F C F G C
G C
I worked in the mill from seven till nine
F C
Tears in my eyes nearly drove me half-blind
Am Dm
Trying to make wages that weren't even there
G C
Taking hell from a foreman with the build of a bear
F C
He said screw you
F C
This is all you'll ever do
F G C
It's the only existence for someone like you
F C
Screw you
F C
This is all you'll ever do
F G C
It's the only existence for someone like you
F C F C
Screw you, screw you
F G C
F C F C
Screw you, screw you
F G C
F C F C
Screw you, screw you
F G C
F C F C
Screw you, screw you
F G C
F C F C
Screw you, screw you
F G C
F C F C
Screw you, screw you
F G C
Screw You Young Mans Blues chords
by Elton John
